“Do you think she can successfully work with Doctor Fremd without revealing what happened?” I asked.“Keeping things from a counselor is almost a...ways a very bad idea. You managed to do it, but only because you had very close confidantes who knew your circumstances and, fortunately, were able to help you.”“Are you going to revise your research?” I asked.“No. I don’t want to touch it, for obvious reasons. Anything I do in the future will, of necessity, exclude everything you told me before my PhD. Every time. The butt plugswere for you." Sunny," she said quietly, "You liked them, too. You liked all of it.Rolling your hair and spreading hair-removal cream on your body. Gettingyour boobs. Remember? I wanted you to just have Bs, but you had to havethe Cs. You wanted everyone to notice." What now?" I sobbed. "Do I go back to being a boy? Do I have theimplants taken out? Do I throw the dresses away?" Oh, Sunny. Those are your decisions. This is a fresh start for you,too. It's a world filled. I knew if Mary decided to get into porn she'd be fucking a lot of guys, but I never thought she'd enjoy it quite so much.Just then a naked Art strolled up behind Mary. Art had a big belly on him but his long, hard dick still stuck out quite prouldy. He was stroking his dick as he crawled up behind Mary. I knew what was gong to happen but I didn't really think it would work. We'd tried anal before and Mary was not into it at all. I was convinced Art would never get his long cock into my wife's. She looked more confident, and somehow even sexier. "Get in there," she said, pushing him into what looked like her living room. "Lay down on the floor." He lowered himself to her carpeted floor and Alana moved to stand over him. She faced his feet and he stared up at her gorgeous rear with helpless need. Her ass did control him. No matter how much the loss of control was scary, he couldn't deny it then--he wanted her to do it again. "Don't just stare at my ass, look at me," she.